Sun Fengrong raised his head, and a dangerous light flashed in his eyes.

This man cannot be kept.

First of all, the two are just friends with wine and meat, and the relationship is not reliable, so they may stab him in the back.

Second, Zhong Dequan is the only eyewitness, and if he is forced by the police to tell these things about him, it will be all over.

So.

Sun Fengrong showed a murderous look.

Zhong Dequan was still in a state of surprise that Yan Zhonghong had fallen and died, and he noticed something strange around him, he came back to his senses, looked at the place of doubt, and happened to meet Sun Fengrong's murderous gaze.

Zhong Dequan chuckled in his heart, and a bad premonition came to his heart.

"Sun Fengrong, we have solved the people, let's go quickly. Zhong Dequan said in a trembling voice.

He wasn't sure what Sun Fengrong's eyes meant for a while, so he could only take the lead in breaking the silence and testing the latter.

"Go, don't go. ”

The bloody meaning in Sun Fengrong's eyes became stronger and stronger.

The hand that was originally covering his stomach was released, ignoring the injury, and his hands stretched forward, assuming a posture of preparing for a fight.

"Why don't you leave? What are you doing here? Yan Zhonghong is dead. ”

Zhong Dequan remembered someone, yes, that man is still there, and he can't leave.

He turned his head and looked around, only to find that he couldn't find Lin Yu at all, and the latter didn't know when he had already left the bar.

Damn it.

This guy, what kind of loser accepts punishment like Wang Daoji, which is clearly to let them commit suicide and kill themselves, and they will sit on the side to reap the benefits of the fisherman.

It's really a good calculation.

Zhong Dequan couldn't wait to trample Lin Yu under his feet and rub it a few times.

"If I don't go, I won't go. Sun Fengrong's gaze firmly locked on Zhong Dequan, giving people a posture that he was about to pounce on at any time.

Zhong Dequan's heart was filled with a sense of fear, he didn't dare to look directly at Sun Fengrong's eyes, and said in a humble heart:

"If you don't go, then I'll go. ”

Zhong Dequan shook his hand and walked out without looking back.

Just a few steps, he felt a strong wind in his back, and before he had time to turn his head to look, the whole person was on the Lin, his nose hit the Linban, and there was a clicking sound, and then his nose warmed, and the nosebleed sprayed out of it.

Zhong Dequan shook his dazed head a few times, wanting to see who dared to sneak up on him.

However, the sneak attack was not over, and before he could look behind him, his throat was strangled.

"Uh~"

The breathing was not smooth, the air pressure of the trachea changed, the whole person held his breath, and the chest cavity was squeezed severely.

Zhong Dequan's face was flushed, the blue tendons on his forehead were bursting up, he gritted his teeth desperately, and his hands were hard to break the arms of the sneak attack, wanting to resist.

However, he found that no matter how hard he tried, the arm of the sneak attack was still motionless, and it seemed that he had used all his strength to lock him tightly.

He felt like he was being entangled by a python, and the more he struggled, the more he would be entangled.

"Sun Fengrong, isn't it you?"

Zhong Dequan gave up the struggle, sniffed the smell of the sneak attacker, and came up with the identity of the sneak attack.

Silent.

He was greeted by silence, but the strength of his arm slowed.

It's definitely him.

Zhong Dequan thought with certainty in his heart.

"Sun Fengrong, why did you kill me?"

Taking advantage of the effort to ventilate, Zhong Dequan asked again.

However, he was greeted by silence.

Immediately after, the strength on his arm was a little stronger, and the sneak attacker seemed to be ready for a quick fight.

Zhong Dequan knew that he couldn't ask anything.

He stretched out his arm, twisted it hard, and grabbed the hair of the sneak attacker, and then pulled it violently, the latter's arm loosened under the pain, and taking advantage of this effort, Zhong Dequan used his other hand to pull at the latter's arm, picking off a large piece of flesh.

Poof.

Blood found its vent and spurted out of it like a beating note.

"Ahh

The sneak attacker let go of Zhong Dequan and fell to Lin in pain while clutching his arms.

Zhong Dequan took the opportunity to flee and saw Sun Fengrong on the ground, his eyes glowing with cold light.

"Sure enough, it's you, I have no grievances with you, and I just dealt with you against Yan Zhonghong, why did you kill me?" Zhong Dequan asked puzzled.

Sun Fengrong stared at him and didn't make any answer.

Things are exposed, it's strange, he was too hesitant and not decisive enough just now.

Otherwise, Zhong Dequan would now be a dead corpse.

"Words, dumb?"

Zhong Dequan's eyes also turned red.

A thought slowly appeared in his mind

"Kill him, kill him. ”

These words, like a mantra, kept repeating in his mind.

He walked up to Yan Zhonghong and pulled out the knife, which shook violently, but Zhong Dequan didn't notice it.

Or, he doesn't care.

Now, he no longer has subjective consciousness, and all he has is the phrase that keeps repeating in his mind: "Kill him, kill him." ”

Sun Fengrong looked at Yan Zhonghong on the ground in horror, and infinite fear surged in his heart

"Yan Zhonghong is not dead!"

If you want to talk to the death, there will definitely be no such reaction.

He fell for it hook line and sinker.

He was deceived by Yan Zhonghong.

Why did Yan Zhonghong lie to him?

His brain was in shambles.

Why is this happening?

Could it be that Yan Zhonghong did it on purpose, in order to let the two of them kill each other, and then ...... themselves

He didn't think about it any further.

Just because, Zhong Dequan had already come to him with a knife.

He forgot to get up, so he could only keep moving his buttocks and backwards.

"Die. ”

Zhong Dequan screamed in his mouth and pounced, picked up the knife and stabbed it fiercely at Sun Fengrong.

Poof.

Poof.

When the knife fell, blood splattered out, and the scene was very cruel.

Sun Fengrong's gaze gradually darkened.

He completely forgot to resist, and let Zhong Dequan attack him.

Then, his gloomy gaze slowly became frightened, he raised his hand, his mouth was long, he wanted to speak, but he couldn't hold back his words, he could only shake his hand and point behind Zhong Dequan.

In his eyes, Yan Zhonghong slowly sat up from the ground, then looked at him with a smile, picked up the glass shards on the ground, and walked over.

Zhong Dequan didn't know what was wrong behind him, and he still kept sticking a knife into Sun Fengrong's body.

Sun Fengrong's life was slowly passing away, and his eyebrows slowly lowered.

He's dead.

Sun Fengrong died.

Gone with unwillingness.

Zhong Dequan saw that his goal had been achieved, and poked a few more times before he stopped, with a cold color in his eyes.